update

7.4 pounds down!! My short term goal is 10 pounds by Thanksgiving! I'm well on my way and have never felt better!

After getting bored with the treadmill and ellipitical workout and inspiration from the Smith's, I have decided to dive in to the kettlebell workout.

Wow! It's hard, but it's awesome!

More to come!

The Middle Finger?

Who made the middle finger, a part of our beautifully, God created bodies, such a bad thing? I mean, just by holding it up alone and directing at someone can send such a horrible message. To me it is so unclassy and really kinda stupid to use your finger to show your frustration or in most case anger towards another person. This isn't something I think about often, until Wednesday when Natalie said to me "mama, this your middle finger...and it the bad finger" My response to her triggered the thoughts I am writing about today. I said "Yes, it is sweetie. And now that you know that, don't ever use it as a way to show someone you are upset with them". Under my breath I said,"why at 5 years old are you learning such a hateful, ignorant expression?" Why on earth does a 5 year old know about something such as the middle finger, enough to teach it to my "baby"? I have positive thoughts about her public school education so far, and I know I can't shelter her from evil and hatred forever, but does it have to begin so early? All I can do is pray that my influence and what I teach her is stronger than what comes to her at school. I pray over her every morning  that God will keep his hands on her and his angels around her. That she is a positive influence on her friends and teachers and that she makes the right choices.

"Train up a child in the way he should go,Even when he is old he will not depart from it." Proverbs 22:6 

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Lose it

It is time.

It is time to really buckle down and get healthy...and lose it. Weight that is.

After inspiration from my sister, I am on track. I'm using this helpful little app on my Iphone called "Lose it". You input all your info like weight, goal weight, how much to lose per week,etc. It calculates how many calories per day you can have. You input your daily activities and excercise, and it calculates what you are burning. It's really helpful.

So, I'm on day 4. Really wanting to munch on something not so healthy. I've done well today, so I'm headed to get a 140 calorie treat to help me out. Grande nonfat pumpkin spice latte...no whip. Progress will be posted.

The real truth

Sunday was a "sick day" for us girls.

 Before bed on Saturday, Natalie told me that her throat was hurting. I kinda felt a little less than well myself, but gave her some water, said a prayer over her and told her she would feel better in the morning. The middle of night, i was awakened by more painful throat complaints. Again, a drink of cold water and tucked back into bed.

Sunday morning, I woke early to shower and get ready for church. I wanted to attend a new church. They have 2 services, so I was opting for the early because I intended on taking nat to Boo at the zoo.

When Nat woke up, she was still saying her throat hurt and thought she needed to take medicine. I don't like to give medicine as the first option, so I gave her a popsicle and fixed her breakfast. She told me she was still feeling yucky even after the popsicle. I explained that I really wanted to go to this church and thought we could go to boo at the zoo. She said she only felt like laying around and resting.

This went on all day. She would get up and play then go lay back down. As she always does when sick. She even talked me into giving her medicine.

I tucked her in bed Sunday evening and settled myself to watch a little t.v. She calls for me to come back to her room. I went in to check on her. The conversation goes like this

N: "I need to tell you the real truth, please turn on the light".

ME: What is it baby?

N: Well, I lied. I wasn't really sick all day.

Silence (trying not to crack a smile at the guilt oozing out of her)

N: When you asked me if the popsicle helped, I said no but it really did. You didn't really need to give me medicine. We could have gone to church this morning.

Me: I'm very glad you told me the truth, but why did you lie?

N: I just wanted to stay home in my jammies all day. Do you forgive me?

Me: YES! I forgive you. I love you! Thank you for telling me. Now I think you need to ask Jesus to forgive you.

N: Well, I know this is really the real truth... God says if you do whatever you want to do, you will live happily ever after.

The rest of the discussion is just me trying to straighten out that little myth and re-tucking her into bed.

I suppose tonight I will read her the story of the boy who cried wolf...